| I’m cold gettin' busy while I’m shakin' you down
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| I’m on the air, you’re on the ground
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| Chuck D, the enemy, words you heed
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| Built for speed, but what you need is
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| Funky fresh lyrics fallin' down on time
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| Your enemy poppin' it — droppin' dime
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| Comin' out rockin' a tomahawk jam
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| And still gettin' fly with the mike in my hand
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| I’m cold coolin' out — layin in the shade
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| Dealers buggin cause they’re gonna get sprayed
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| Their intimidator — your Scarface
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| What’s goin' on (huh) what’s takin' place
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| I don’t wear gold but I clock ducats
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| Cause I have the money overflowing out of buckets
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| You want crazy dollars — I make people holler
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| You stick 'em up stupid and I’m snatching biters collars
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| Cause I’m
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| Public Enemy
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| I’ll rebuild the mine to alleviate
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| Unnecessary pressures that can create
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| The sting that stung Yama-Goochie Foo Yung
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| He bit the Public Enemy he really got hung
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| Cause his brain was gettin' bigger than a pregnant toad
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| His heartbeat stopped cause of overload
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| I made the beat that broke his back
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| I cut his circulation made his world turn black
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| I find out things like E.S.P
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| I’ve got Kreskin’s brain velocity
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| Like Alexander Mundy, I’m in like Flint
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| Mercedes limousine with a hardcore tint
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| I’m captain of the ship, I make 'em walk the planks
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| Riding round the world, hundred sixty million francs
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| Not like the kind that you put on the grill
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| Cause I only do it like that when I’m on a chill hill
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| I’m the
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| Public Enemy
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| I’m goin' for the money that man ever made
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| Gettin' thrills from orders that the suckers obeyed
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| It’s gettin' late and I can’t wait
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| To drive by the bus and rock my tape
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| My car is movin' fast, like a train
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| Never skiddin' off the road, not even in the rain
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| I’m cold dodgin' tickets, rockin' all the jams
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| Makin' biters step back and understand
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| I got to the beach, the ground was so sandy
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| Girls on my jock like ants on candy
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| Checking out the fellas with the girls on the side
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| Put ya boat in the water, let’s take a ride
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| To the land of party people rocking shocking to the beat
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| Keep ya eyes on ya girl cause ya know I’m gonna cheat
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| I’m gonna max and relax and chill my will
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| Body rockin', brain shockin' makes your heart stand still
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| Where’s the
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| Public Enemy |